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While You File That Extension: Eggs Benedict

Becky

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It's National Eggs Benedict Day. And with all the poor dears coming out of the woodwork this weekend with tax debacles, I can't think of anything more soothing than the never underrated mucilage of Eggs Benedict.Â And in whose honor do we partake of thisÂ brunch heavyweight? Apparently, his name is Lemuel Benedict, and he woke up one morning in 1894 with a ripping hangover;Â naturally, heÂ sought outÂ a breakfast thatÂ mightÂ aspire to cure his condition.Â HisÂ low blood sugarÂ made him extra creative, and soonÂ he wasÂ dining on a beta version (no ham, just bacon; no muffins, just toast) of the Eggs B. at NYC's Waldorf Hotel. But a Bon Appetit article in 1978 dismissed Lemuel's role in the ontology of the dish, instead crediting a Mr. & Mrs. LeGrand Benedict who suggested it to the staff of Delmonico's...A couple of Benedicts later, and the sagaÂ continues here...

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